looming, smoky,
There are wisps of fragrance flowing,
Underwater small fish swaying gracefully,
The trees near and far surround the lotus pond,
A slight cool breeze moves slowly,
Pieces of green in different shades,
But it is ice muscle and jade bone, fresh and dusty,
like a paradise on earth,
You can also clearly distinguish the toothed tree shadows and the abrupt rocks...
It is imagined as a woman who came out of an ancient ink painting,
The leaves are close to each other side by side,
The stream is microwaved and crystal clear,
at a glance,
It seems like a slim lady' s skirt is swaying,
like a mirage,
Music water dance in the fountain,
As if singing the symphony of spring,
zigzag lotus pond,
The spring breeze blows slowly,
The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,
Like patches of green misty ocean,
The mountains are rolling up and down,
The moonlight on the lotus pond is like flowing water,
Quietly drains on this whole leaf,'
The dim moonlight shone through the tree cracks,
t wind,
With a touch of sadness, neither charming nor glamorous,
full of connected dense green leaves,
Naughty blowing little bubble
The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,
Beneath the dense leaves is a babbling stream of water,
A frown and a smile are all soul-stirring,
Showing a winding mountain scene,
There is a small stream beside the lotus pond,